Assurances

People speak of love as though it holds to given metrics
As if X and Y should always equal Z
And it would be alluring
Knowing outcomes so assuring
But it never works so mathematically

Gravitating all the same to traits that are opposing
Then, at other times, to ones we surely match
But never knowing clearly
Why we hold another dearly
What divides the ones we chase from those we catch?

Even writing pros, and cons, and merits, to assure us
All the logic falls apart, it always does
We edit what we’re listing
Adding pluses and insisting
That our love is something more than what it was

Knowing this, we still continue acting like there’s reasons
That with love we can assess what we should do
While never being certain
What should be behind the curtain
So we hold to leaps in logic and we all just keep pretending we’ve a clue

4 thoughts on “Assurances

  1. So very true. Some people treat it like it’s a round peg that has encountered a square hole, believing that if they smack that peg hard enough it will eventually yield to that hole…

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      1. They belt that peg so hard that the hammer breaks. Wielder of said hammer then blames everyone else for their misguided logic…or so the story goes.

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